A Glimpse into the Thoughts & Imaginings of Vibeke Hiatt
February 25, 2019
I used to dream about being famous. My writing was going to make that happen. I believed that the publishers would love my book; the world would love my book; it would be made into a movie; I would buy Read more…
February 8, 2019
Flavia de Luce. I first met her in 2011. She reminded me of myself at her age—a girl too smart for her own good. She made me laugh out loud with her quirks and unabashed self-praise. Sometimes wise beyond her Read more…
February 6, 2019
Not wanting to dwell on this thought, she turned instead to a different subject. “I was supposed to be married a couple of years ago,” she said. “He was the son of a wealthy landowner in our city. Philip. He Read more…
February 5, 2019
Time was moving faster than Helen liked. Many times, she reached out her hand to pick a flower, then pulled it back, not sure if she was acting out of a desire to move on or because she really thought Read more…
February 4, 2019
“And what is the sanctuary?” Neil asked. “It’s a place that evil isn’t allowed to enter,” Helen answered, beginning to walk around the garden, her eyes taking in its beauty and color as though she was quenching her thirst at Read more…
February 2, 2019
Growing up in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I have always believed in God. I attended Primary, was baptized at age 8, and advanced into the youth program. I always felt that it was right. But my Read more…
The heavy tramp of horses awoke Helen in the morning. Her eyes fluttered at the first sound, and at the second, all sleep was gone and her body laid still and stiff. She had turned in the night and was Read more…
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